Su Mo looked at Xibao who was lying motionless on the table, and slapped the child's head without saying a word, he was rarely in the mood to teach her two ancient poems, the child fell asleep without learning a word, he just went into the room and poured a cup of tea, and the child fell asleep in just a few minutes...... Make move...... finish

"You get up for me!"

Su Mo raised his hand as if he couldn't find anyone to vent and beat Xibao, it was rare that the Palace Emperor was not monitoring him, and he should also relax, but it seemed that Xiaoyu and Xibao did not cooperate at all, and it was no wonder that this was originally the world of demons, where do they know what poetry and lyrics, and these are the real piano to the cow with them.

"Mother."

Xibao raised his head and looked at the angry Su Mo with an innocent face, and shouted aggrievedly, saying that he didn't say anything to Suo Niang, and actually let her learn this kind of poetry - the child really wanted to find someone to ask what poetry was.

"You have to know something, or when you grow up, you won't be a complete waste like your mother!"

Su Mo couldn't tell whether he was blaming Xibao or ironizing himself, but when he thought of the various injustices he had received in this world, Su Mo felt a little inexplicably uncomfortable, and it seemed that he would only have these few lines of poetry left now, but even if he can write poems that have been passed down through the ages like Li Bai, it does not mean that he has the advantage of surviving, in other words, what use can he use in teaching these things to Xibao except for being embarrassed for this child.

"Mother, what's wrong with you?"

Hearing that Su Mo's tone of voice was a little different from usual, Xibao walked over and grabbed the woman's shirt and asked with some concern, although the child knew Su Mo's current situation very well, but he had never seen her show such a look.

"It's fine!"

Su Mo sighed helplessly, he once read a joke in a book, saying that there are three kinds of birds in this world, one is that he can fly first, and the other is tired and does not fly, and the last one is also the most annoying, if he can't fly, he lays an egg in the nest and hatches a bird to let the next generation fly...... There is no doubt that he is the third kind of stupid and lazy bird.

But it seems that even if you ask Xibao now, it is useless, this child's genes are not good, or her genes are too strong, she actually did not inherit the excellent genes of the Palace Emperor at all, that is, because the child's father is called the Palace Emperor, otherwise she would have starved to death on the street by now.

"Xiaomei, take Xibao to the room to rest."

Su Mo called Yin Meisha, who was busy in the room, and asked her to bring Xibao in, anyway, this child is tired of staying here, and she and she feel tired of staying here, and she will be angry if she can't teach her, and she will have a lot of wrinkles on her already scarred face, which is the most undrawable.

It's still Xiaoyu's guy who is smart, he just learned two sentences, he lied that he was sick to his stomach and ran back to the palace, saying that he rarely saw him a few times, he didn't know how to cherish it, and even Xibao was left behind, it seems that he will have to think about his relationship with Xibao in the future, it seems that this child's responsibility is not enough.

"Thank you, mother."

Xibao followed Yinmeisha and walked towards the room, the child seemed to be very satisfied with Su Mo's great decision, after all, for Xibao now, not having to learn any poetry and poetry is the greatest favor to himself.

After the child stepped into the room with one foot, he turned around and glanced at Su Mo who was sitting in the morning light, the woman in front of him was a little lonely on her face, presumably she was bored and used her child to pass the time.

Seeing that Xibao was secretly aiming at his side, Su Mo pretended not to see it and took the tea he had just brought over and drank it all, but he didn't see the Palace Emperor in the morning - although the woman wanted to say that she could finally get rid of that man's control and surveillance, but in fact, even though she repeatedly emphasized that she had no interest in that man, she had to admit that she was used to such a way of getting along day and night, and now she felt uncomfortable when she was separated......

The woman sighed a little helplessly, did she suffer from persecution, didn't she really hope that she could get rid of that man's monitoring before, why was she not used to it this time without his supervision, isn't this the rhythm of cheapness?

"I heard you're teaching Xibao to read poetry with Xiaoyu?"

Before Su Mo could think about it, she heard the sound of Gong Mingzhi outside, the woman smiled bitterly, put the cup on the stone table, turned her face and looked at Gong Mingzhi very seriously, and nodded, it must be Xiao Yu's ghost who ran to tell him, did he want Gong Mingzhi to entangle himself so that he didn't have time to teach them to read poetry, this kind of thing this kid did.

"You might as well teach me too."

Gong Mingzhi came to Su Mo's side, sat down against the woman, and said half-seriously and half-jokingly, seeing that Su Mo glanced at him with disdain, and then the man pretended not to see it, and smiled bitterly.

After waiting for two days, the eldest brother did not come over to discuss Su Mo's matter with him, presumably he already had a choice in his heart, although he never asked him why he sent Linchuan to find Bai Yiyi, but he didn't know the eldest brother's mind, and he also needed answers to the things he wanted to know.

"I want you to teach me how to read."

Su Mo didn't seem to notice Gong Mingzhi's thoughts, and said to herself, she was bored in the room all day and had nothing to do, and she used to think that it was a very enjoyable thing to be able to lie in bed all day, but now it seems that this is not the case, especially when she opens her eyes every day and sees Gong Minghuang standing in front of her bed, where is she still in the mood to sleep.

But after his creation, in addition to staring at him is a big eye, although from time to time he will go out for a walk, but he really doesn't even have the courage to go out for a walk, where he goes, others will talk about it crookedly, and dare to point so finger behind his face and maybe what to say.

Fortunately, every time I go out with the Emperor of the Palace, if I go out alone, I'm afraid I'm really going to be like a rat crossing the street, not to mention that everyone shouts and beats it should be about the same, I feel that I should find a place where no one is there to hide so that others can't see it. (To be continued.) )